bbwmaso4YOU

Female Switch, 37, St. Louis, Missouri

Female Submissive, 49

Female Dominant, 38, D/FW, Texas

*bind me * Bind me with your cotton rope so I cannot walk.bind my wrist so I cannot push u away.place me on the bed wrap ur rope tighter around my skin so it grips my flesh.now I know struggle is useless that I must lie here and submit to ur mouth,tongue & teeth ur hands,words & whims.I exist only as ur object.exposed.

~~~girls desire~~~ girl needs to be His,to be trained,diciplined and loved.girl needs to kneel at His feet.feeling His immense power..hearing the strength in His voice when He calls her name.girl needs to submit to Him-givin Him her everything.she wants to be what He desires for she holds Him on High....she wants to feel His collar around her neck..she so desired his sadistic pleasures...one after another...feelin His pain upon her flesh..loving the marks He leaves behind reminding her of whom she belongs to...she needs Him to take her and make her His..she wants all the pain He will allow her to feel...from the use of His tools to the use of His powerful hands upon her..spankin,slappin,pinchin,bindin,bitin,cuttin....mmmmm..girl shivers in deliight..she knows he is the only one who can give her the many painful pleasures she so desires...her body aches with need for her true ONE....

*MY OLD FRIEND * Tears of blood stain my cheeks.dark thots haunt me.i think of my "old friend"co cold,sharp and narrow.i ponder weather i shud pay it a visit.the choice is mine.the decision comes fast and clear.it was always there for me.never let me down.never judged me....i reach for it..caress it..my eyes gleem at its beauty.as i watch it gently tear into my skin the blood flows and i sit in bliss again n again the blade calls the crimson red blood and it warms my chilled skin..my heart feels free..joy fills me i laff aloud..wondering why i eva stopped..my thots go to a happier time i see His face..feel His love..i hear Him wisper "i love you my grl"i open my eyes...where is He.the bliss fades.reality sets in.He is gone.no happiness.no joy.no love.i wonder y i put myself through this hell..i have no answer.i look at what ive done.want to wash it away..erase the memories and scars left behind.i want to fade into darkness to never feel again to love is to hurt..one pain im unwillin to endure eva again

Things not to say to your Master.. Hilarious..... Pushing limits does not mean making Master so angry the vein above his right eye throbs. "Quit it!" "Ow, damnit!" "I'm hiding that toy when you go to work tomorrow" and cursing a blue streak are not safe words. "Oh my god, where did you get those, they are gorgeous!!!" is not considered boot worship. "Ya want fries with that?", "Want me to drink it for you too?" are not appropriate remarks when Master gives you an elaborate drink order. Flipping your dominant off while your hands are cuffed behind your back is a bad idea. Owners have ways of knowing these things. Putting lube, goop, Superglue, ink or any other substance that will sully the hands of Master on his toys while setting up for a session is not a good idea. Kicking that toy you hate far under the bed is futile. Master will only secure your wristcuffs to your anklecuffs and make you crawl for it... repeatedly. "Bite me" is never an intelligent response to a command. Doing your Beavis and Butthead imitation of "Fire, fire, fire, fire!" during Master's lecture on fireplay safety is considered rude. Responding with "Yes, All Wise, All Knowing Grand Imperial Weenie" is not appropriate when Master asks you if you are comfortable during a bondage scene. Asking to go to the bathroom every five minutes while Master practices his Japanese rope work on you will try his patience, quickly. Crossing your eyes and sticking your tongue out while your dominant is discussing your punishment is not wise. There is no such thing as slave immunity, free slave day, or the pms defense. The slave jury might not convict you, but the Dom judge will override the verdict. Count on it. Pretending Master's collection of buttplugs are toys and singing the "Weebles wobble but they won't fall down" song is not a good idea. Repeatedly blowing out each candle Master lights during wax play will get you punished. Checking Master's head for the 666 symbol after a harsh punishment will only get you more of the same, or worse. "I know you are but what am I?" is not the appropriate response when called a raunchy little whore during humiliation play. Using the spreader bars, paddles or canes for the fireplace is not a good plan. "Missed me, missed me, now ya gotta kiss me" is an unacceptable remark when Master's flogger slips. When Master pulls out his bullwhip and says he wants to play, he doesn't mean hide-and-seek...he will find you eventually. Calling Merry Maids when you are ordered to spruce the place up is not what your dominant had in mind. "Faster, faster, we need a new Master" is NOT the song to sing during a session. "Oh, and you think I am?" is an unacceptable response to hearing your dominant say he is not pleased. During a play party is not the time to do your hilarious imitation of Igor and hunch over, moaning "Yes, Master" when ordered to fetch something. Adding "Sir" or "Master" to "Fuck that plan!" will not save you. Singing the chorus of "Anything You Can Do, I Can Do Better" under your breath during a session is considered foolhardy. Arguing whether "Master might not be right, but Master is never wrong" is Zen or Buddhist philosophy will only get you rewarded with kneeling in the corner on a bed of Legos "to help you consider the question in quiet contemplation." Reciting nursery rhymes during an interrogation scene to crack your Owner up only lasts for so long. Then you will pay BIG. Asking "Is that as HARD as you can hit??" is considered a cry for help amongst submissive suicide prevention workers. This is not meant to offend anyone just a very humorous look at our lifestyle. We have to laugh at ourselves sometimes.. Smiles... I did not write this but found it so hilarious I thought others might enjoy it also..

Broken... I want to run and hide from myself-disappear from this world. my spirit is broken-my heart is shattered..i feel so empty and cold. nothin matters anymore.i just want to go away and not feel again..how do i stop the misery? its too much to endure..want it to end...want the memories erased.the pain gone..i cant take it any longer.what was once so bright and beautiful is now dark and dead.i have fought the battle with my demon and lost the war..so i sit here in the hell i created broken and alone...12/09

Demon With-in She wears a mask One of happiness and joy But no one can see The pain she feels inside It tears at her heart Making her feel cold Empty Dead There is no light in her life Only the darkest of dark Misery fills her Keeping her in her own hell Away from any joy Any happiness Any love She sees no hope No reason to go on The pain consumes her Takin control of her very soul Pullin her further away She hides Pretendin Lettin no one in her hell She wears a mask To hide the pain And the demon within 11/09

Delight... Kneeling in the center of the room,she hears Him enter..feels His strength.her body shivers in delight..a slight grin creeps across her lips.she feels Him near her and waits in anticipation.His hand softly caresses her lips..grabin her hair forcing her to look into his eyes..she trembles @ his sadistic smile..feeling his lips ravage her, then pushing her back down...he grabs his switch. His blows land hard one,two,three.."YOU LIKE THAT GIRL"? I jump as his deep voice reaches my ears. I softly whisper, yes Master..Again n again his blows fall like rain on her back, legs and feet..leavin small welts of pleasure..He grabs her ankles binding her foot to hand..she is completly at His will..gag her,whip her, show her how much You care..her body begs for more...the blade slices through her ivory skin...blood trickles warmly...cuts again and again...givin them both what they need..the wetness grows more intense between her legs. Wanting His lips to taste her juices...instead He grabs His belt smacking her wet cunt harder and harder. He rolls her over and slams into her wraping His hands around her neck till tears stain her red cheeks...slamin, poundin until we both reach our release.. together... painfully pleaured...11/09

Take girl Take girl-make her Yours.place Your collar around her neck.make her lust for your PAIN,beg and plead for it.You are her greatest desire.GRAB her hair,SLAP her face,SPANK her ass,BIND her...leave Your marks.her eyes scream for more..her body aches for more.she is Yours-do Your will..use all the tools You have to bring her great PAIN like she has never known.WHIP her,GAG her,CHOKE her,CUT her and LOVE her..take girl..and make her YOURS...11/09

Tears of blood stain my cheeks.dark thots haunt me.i think of my "old friend"co cold,sharp and narrow.i ponder weather i shud pay it a visit.the choice is mine.the decision comes fast and clear.it was always there for me.never let me down.never judged me....i reach for it..caress it..my eyes gleem at its beauty.as i watch it gently tear into my skin the blood flows and i sit in bliss again n again the blade calls the crimson red blood and it warms my chilled skin..my heart feels free..joy fills me i laff aloud..wondering why i eva stopped..my thots go to a happier time i see His face..feel His love..i hear Him wisper "i love you my grl"i open my eyes...where is He.the bliss fades.reality sets in.He is gone.no happiness.no joy.no love.i wonder y i put myself through this hell..i have no answer.i look at what ive done.want to wash it away..erase the memories and scars left behind.i want to fade into darkness to never feel again to love is to hurt..one pain im unwillin to endure eva again....12/09

He haunts my dreams..he envades my thots..i cant seem to let go..day by day i try to,then a memory or even a smell is a constsnt reminder of what we shared.i try to push away the thots of him...the harder i try the harder it is...ive tried to move on but no one can give me the joy he did.i want to run and hide from this pain..when will it stop..why does it hurt so much...his eyes call me. his lips reach out to me...but its just a dream.i so badly dont want to feel this any longer...how do i let go?i cant...misery is my world now-my darkest hell..broken lost defeted...love.....my nightmare....my demise....written 2/10 by angie(brat)

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